"Why are you so sure?" Qingzi was really angry.

Huo Fengxing touched his chin speechlessly, and looked at Qingzi with a scrutinizing gaze, "I said, when you came out to look for Bodhi, didn't you carefully understand the habits of this Bodhi tree?"

Qingzi looked at him strangely when she heard this, "I even have to ask you where there is a Bodhi tree, where should I learn about it?"

"Isn't it, no one in your mountain gate knows?"

"Should anyone know?"

Huo Fengxing couldn't help but give a thumbs up, "You're amazing, you can!"

"So you didn't ask the imperial medicine in the sect before you came out to look for it?"

"They just said that it was hard to find, so I didn't have to worry about it!"

Huo Fengxing: "...... It's pretty much the same, they just know you can't find it and tell you not to look for it. Because this bodhi seed only bears fruit once in a hundred years, and this is only half of it!"

Qingzi was distressed, and said weakly: "Then what should I do? There is no news from the auction house so far, so we can't keep waiting!"

Huo Fengxing's face didn't matter, he folded his arms behind his head, and lay down on the grass, "Didn't you say that you would wait for the auction?"

As soon as he finished speaking, he found Qingzi looking at him with a kind of deathly gaze.

Huo Fengxing: "What's wrong with ????"

"Do you want to die?"

"Just kidding!"

"Give you time to breathe!"

“？？？”

Seeing that he hadn't moved yet, Qingzi went down with a kick, Huo Fengxing saw that it was not good, his body rolled, and he was about to make a move with her, but he saw that the other party ignored him and squatted down.

He turned his head to look, the corners of his mouth twitched, and he touched his nose embarrassedly.

Where he had just been lying, the poor moon shade flower had been bent over.

Fortunately, the moon shade flower is not more fragile than ordinary flowers and plants, and the rhizome contains flexibility, otherwise if he is pressed like this, I am afraid that it will be ruined.

"I'm sorry, I didn't mean to. Huo Fengxing apologized to Qingzi guiltily.

During the three-day period, Qingzi saw that the Yaoyang grass on the cliff had grown a lot, so she didn't plan to wait any longer, just waited for the afternoon to pick it.

"This hot sun, come here to avoid it!" Huo Fengxing looked at Qingzi standing on the edge of the cliff and looking at the sky, his fair little face was pink from the sun, his eyes flashed, and he couldn't help but persuade him.

They have been staying here for the past few days, Qingzi is waiting for the herbs to mature, Huo Fengxing can't bear to let her be here alone, so he also waits here.

Qingzi shook her head, still standing still.

Where would an immortal cultivator be afraid of being exposed to the sun like this? And the time will come soon, and there is no need to wait long.

Qingzi squinted and looked into the distance, and the green mountains and green waters were all taken in.

On the top of the mountain, the usually gentle wind can blow people's clothes and skirts and hair fluttering here.

Her cheeks were slightly raised, her watery eyes were slightly blind, and her thick and curly eyelashes fluttered slightly, feeling the breeze on her face.

Suddenly, an unusual aura came with the breeze, making Qingzi, who was originally comfortable and leisurely, open his eyes in an instant, and the edge of it was undoubtedly revealed, as if it could scrape the world in front of him into pieces!

She was no stranger to this breath.

Just as he was about to turn around and remind Huo Fengxing to pay attention, he saw that the other party didn't know when he came to his side, and his face was very solemn.

"Be careful, I feel the ghost qi!" Huo Fengxing tilted his head slightly and reminded Qingzi in his ear.

Qingzi nodded, looking around vigilantly, to be able to appear at the moment when the yang energy is at its most victorious, it must not be an ordinary person!

Moreover, this touch of ghost aura is particularly familiar, it is the ghost cultivator who has repeatedly attacked him.

"This is a ghost cultivator, it's very tricky, and it should be coming at me, so it's too late for you to leave now. ”

After thinking about it, Huo Fengxing and himself have not known each other for a long time, and if it affects him because of this, he will be quite unbearable.

Huo Fengxing directly drew his sword out of the sheath, and while observing the surroundings, he took the time to respond to Qingzi, "Who do you see me as, my friend is in trouble, how can I be greedy for life and afraid of death, and abandon you?"

At this time, Qingzi turned her head and looked at him seriously, her eyes were full of warmth, and the corners of her lips hooked up a shallow smile.

"Good!"

"Duchen, answer the call!" Qingzi snorted softly, the net bottle appeared in her hand, she turned her head and said to Huo Fengxing very quickly: "Now is the time to pick Yaoyang grass, please take care of Brother Huo!"

After speaking, she didn't wait for Huo Fengxing to speak, and went straight to the cliff.

The sun grass on the cliff had absorbed enough of the essence of the sun, and at this moment, the whole grass was blooming with a scorching golden red light.

When Qingzi grabbed the herb with his hand, the hot temperature made his hand red.

She only had time to pour spiritual power into her hands to protect her palms from damage, and then quickly packed it into the special white jade box she had specially prepared.

At this moment, the sky that was originally shining brightly, the sky was clear, and the sky was full of light, and dark clouds suddenly launched, covering the sky above Tianmen Mountain in an instant, causing the surroundings to be pitch black, like a black curtain shrouded, and nothing could be seen.

The only thing that can be heard and felt is the angry wind of the cry, with a sharpness that can cut the skin, like the wailing of thousands of unjust souls, and when you listen to it, you can only feel the blood surging, the head is dizzy, and the ears are buzzing.

When it blows on the human skin, it is like being cut and pulled by a fine and sharp blade, leaving wisps of blood.

Qingzi's figure still in the air was suppressed by a terrifying force, making her unable to move.

Qingzi had already taken precautions against this, and said lightly: "Crossing the Evil Protector!"

When the words fell, the beautifully shaped bottle body instantly turned into thousands of fragments and floated around Qingzi, protecting her tightly.

Feeling that his body had loosened control, Qingzi immediately dodged back to the top of the mountain.

"Are you okay?" Huo Fengxing's worried voice sounded in Qingzi's ears.

Qingzi shook her head, but reacted that it was too dark at the moment, and the other party couldn't see her movements, so she hurriedly replied: "I'm fine!"

When he smelled the faint smell of blood in the air, he also asked worriedly, "Are you injured?"

"I was blown twice by the demon wind, and it didn't get in the way!"

Qingzi breathed a sigh of relief in her heart, and then looked vigilantly at the dark surroundings, the yin qi here was too strong, and it rose directly into the sky, causing dark clouds to cover the sky.

Mingming was seriously injured more than two months ago, why is it only two months that her injuries are healed?

Not only that, but her ghost power has also increased dramatically!

"Crossing, gold, bell, cover!" Qingzi shouted, and saw that the fragments of the net bottle that were originally attached to Qingzi's body regathered and then expanded infinitely, covering the air from top to bottom, and the originally dark surroundings instantly lit up, but the sun was still not visible.

If you look up, you can also see the rich yin qi that has condensed into a droplet like ink.

Her crossing is not as bad as Ci Yuehua's crossing, she can dissolve evil, but she only has a suppressive effect on yin qi.

"Your divine martial arts are amazing, I thought we really had to be blind here all the time!" Huo Fengxing couldn't help but say a few more words when he looked at the suddenly lit up environment.

Qingzi didn't look at him, just felt speechless, is this the time to pay attention to this?

"Hmph, I didn't expect this thing you got to have such a big effect!"

Along with the voice, a slender woman dressed in red appeared with a slender figure, but her face was blocked by the black fog, and it was impossible to know what she looked like.

"Where did I offend you, so that you can go out of your way to deal with me, even to the point of chasing after me?"

Qingzi had a shallow smile on her face, but the look in her eyes was cold.

The ghost cultivator slowly approached, and his steps seemed casual and lazy as he walked.

stopped not far from Qingzi, and at a glance, he was half a head taller than Qingzi.

"Offend me, maybe there is, maybe not!" Ghost Xiu responded casually, although he couldn't see the expression behind the thick fog, Qingzi could feel that the other party's lifeless gaze was looking at him deadly, with excitement and resentment.

Seeing that she was getting closer and closer to Qingzi, Huo Fengxing immediately put his sword in front of Qingzi and looked at the ghost cultivator vigilantly.

"Where did you come from, you dare to be presumptuous here!"

The ghost cultivator turned his face to him and said twice, "Just because you, a short-lived ghost, want to stop me?"

Let's say, with a flick of her fingertips, the sword Weng was bounced away, broke free of Huo Fengxing's hand, and fell to the ground.

Huo Fengxing's face turned pale, and he continued to summon his saber back, and his figure flashed in front of Qingzi, with a great momentum of "If you want to hurt her, step on my corpse first!"

Qingzi gently pushed Huo Fengxing aside, staring at the ghost cultivator with his eyes, his eyes full of memories and exploration.

"Who are you?" Who is it? The action is so familiar, and he even knows that Huo Fengxing's life is approaching!

But she couldn't think of it, the familiarity was real, but she couldn't find it in her mind, as if the memory of the figure was cut off from her own memory, as if the whole piece of paper had been torn apart, and the only way to see the contents of the whole paper was to glue it together.

But she didn't know where to find the piece of paper, and how to glue it so that she could remember the true identity of this ghost cultivator.

"Who am I? I'm afraid I'll scare you to death if I say it!"

"Heh!" Qingzi only replied with a cold snort, disdainful of her words.

Ghost Xiu also seemed to remember something, and Gaga laughed twice and said: "It's me who lost my words, how could you be scared to death?" It's just that now you seem to have forgotten your original intention, do you want me to help you recall?"

Qingzi's heart tightened, the other party knew his own business, maybe he knew it very well!

Her heart instantly became chaotic, she didn't want to continue to talk to her anymore, who the hell was it, and when she caught her, she would be able to remove her disguise!

The body moved at will, and Qingzi stretched out his hand, "Dust the dust, open the branches and leaves!"

In an instant, the willow branches in his hands took root and grew wildly, and willow vines rose from the ground.

"Attack!" Qingzi gave the order, and hundreds of willow branches turned into long whips and waved them to attack the ghost cultivator.

Joining her was Huo Fengxing's sword, "Fengyi, Jiuyang Divine Sword!"

Nine sharp swords that emitted raging flames attacked the ghost cultivator at the same time.

If they move, the ghost cultivators will naturally move too.

When she saw Ghost Xiu pick up her weapon, Qingzi only felt that her head was blank, and the surroundings were even more silent, she couldn't see anything, she couldn't hear anything, only the slender thin sword that made her familiar to what time it was!

"Mu Qing, a hundred flowers kill—"

A slender and beautiful sword suddenly appeared in the hand of the ghost cultivator, the whole body was cyan, and there were seven tiny spirit beads attached to the sword body, only half the size of a fingernail, showing the trend of seven stars in a row.

This is Mu Qingjian!

It was the Mu Qing Sword that she Qingzi summoned in the Shenwu Hall in her previous life!

It is Mu Qingjian who has accompanied her through hundreds of battles large and small!

How can it be?

How could it be in the hands of this ghost cultivator?!

Qingzi felt that she was cold all over, starting from her heart and cooling her feet from her head.

She didn't even dare to think about it, nor did she have the courage to think about the whole story.

I can only humbly yearn for the slightest fluke in my heart!

It was her soul that returned, so this sword lost its owner and was taken by someone else!

That's it, it must be so!

She was on the verge of collapse here, and when the ghost cultivator issued an edict, a large piece of chrysanthemum suddenly fluttered in the air, and the petals of each chrysanthemum were like sharp blades, seemingly weak and boneless, but they hovered in front of the two of them in great danger, just waiting for an order, let them become the soul of this flower!

"Kill!" Countless petals collided with each other and struck rapidly, and the sword body and willow vine in front of him collided several times, and finally resolved.

For Qingzi's reaction, Ghost Xiu seemed to have expected it, and the almost substantive taunt fell on Qingzi's face, burning her skin.

"Qingzi, Qingzi, what's wrong with you!" Sensing Qingzi's strange appearance, Huo Fengxing was very impatient, wanting to wake up the abnormal Qingzi from a strange state.

"Hmph! If it weren't for the fact that you still have some kindness to her, I would have pumped your soul today!

The ghost cultivator slapped him impatiently and directly sent Huo Fengxing out of Tianmen Mountain.

The troubled person left, and the ghost cultivator stepped forward and stretched out his snow-white palm to caress the top of Qingzi's hair twice.

Qingzi finally came back to his senses, looking at the other party's face covered with thick fog, but he didn't have the same spirit as before, but his eyes showed fear and his voice trembled.

"You, what the hell are ...... Who?"

Feeling her fear, Ghost Xiu touched her a few times with pity, and then sighed as if pity: "What is the reason that you can't even remember me?"

This voice is not a mixture of men and women before, but a clear and beautiful voice, which is incomparably harmonious with the voice of Qingzi before speaking, and the timbre is exactly the same!

Qingzi's eyes widened, and he looked at the ghost cultivator in front of him in disbelief.

The voice......

If she hadn't made sure she hadn't spoken, she would have really suspected that the sentence had come out of her own mouth!

As if the other party wasn't surprised enough, the dense fog on the ghost cultivator's face gradually faded and disappeared at an extremely slow speed, revealing the face that had shrouded it before.

A pale face, bloodless lips, hollow eyes, slightly curved thin eyebrows, and thick curly eyelashes!

Here's a ...... He has the same facial features as the living person in front of him!

The appearance, proportions, and position of the facial features are exactly the same!

The only difference is that one is dead and the other is alive.

One is cyan and immature, and the other is slightly vicissitudes.

It was a collision between the peace and joy of salvation and the scourge of a single-plank bridge to the darkness and loneliness.

It was the reflection of two souls separated by a world on themselves, one crying and the other laughing!